On the way, Ling Yun was tied up with his hands by the bandits and removed his weapons.

This is a copycat rule. You won’t trust outsiders easily. You have to submit a letter of fame first, so you will be your brother.

Fortunately, the weapon is just a hundred-sfinding knife he used to pretend to behave, and it is not valuable. As for his hands being tied, as long as he uses a little force, he can tear off the cow tendon rope.

The little bandit leader took Ling Yun and took many roads out of thin air before he took him to the gate of the village.

Qingfeng Mountain has many hills, and the location of the mountain village is extremely secret and will not be easily known to outsiders.

A moment later, Ling Yun was taken to a hall by the bandit leader.

At this time, a middle-aged man in a white and beardless blue shirt was sitting upright on a tiger-skin seat, with a cold face and a sword around his waist.

The little bandit leader said: "You have reported to the second leader, and the newcomer has brought it!"

"Go down!" said the middle-aged man in blue shirt.

"Yes, the second leader!" The bandit leader held his fists and said back.

At this time, Ling Yun also bowed with his tied hands and said, "See the second in command!"

The middle-aged man in Lanshan is Leng Hanqiu, the second leader of the second leader. He stared at Ling Yun and said coldly: "Who sent you a spy? If you come from the real trick, I can give you a chance. If you dare to say that it is not, the leader of this village will immediately cut off your head."

At this time, Ling Yun used the method of breath-catching taught by Miao Ruolan to hide most of his Tai Chi true qi. His qi mechanism was restrained and only divided some of the fiery fire true qi. It was stored in the dantian Qi Sea. It should be impossible to reveal flaws.

Therefore, he felt that this might be a kind of tactic. If someone really wanted to call himself a spy, that would be really seeking death.

However, Ling Yun did not intend to continue playing according to Leng Hanqiu's routine. He was here to behead him. Therefore, he nodded and said, "The second leader's eyes are indeed like a torch. I am a spy from the Qingshui Gang."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Yun had suddenly pulled off the cow tendon rope, and his figure flashed and rushed towards Leng Hanqiu.

Leng Hanqiu looked cold, and suddenly drew his sword, and the sword body was filled with an extremely cold white sword light, which quickly stabbed Ling Yun.

Before the sword edge arrived, a cold and cold sword intent also pierced into Ling Yun's purple palace.

However, Ling Yun is now close to completing the fourth soul condensation, and his soul cultivation is dozens of times better than Leng Hanqiu. This Yinhan sword intent is just like a breeze blowing on his face, without any effect.

Ling Yun's two fingers stretched out quickly, just holding the treasure-level sword in Leng Hanqiu's hand. White true energy burst out from his fingertips, blocking the Yinhan and sharp white sword light.

Although he doesn't know how to make a single finger, the difference in martial arts between the two is too big, and the effect is even more magical than the type of finger.

Leng Hanqiu pulled the sword vigorously, but the sword body did not move at all. His face suddenly changed, and he suddenly released the hilt of the sword and his figure retreated suddenly.

"I want to run!"

Lingyun's body appeared in front of Leng Hanqiu in a flash, and suddenly slapped out with a palm, and the gray-white palm swept over like a huge wave.

Leng Hanqiu waved his palm to fight, and emitted a white Yinhan palm force, but it was broken in an instant, and then the gray-white palm force swept over and hit his chest.

With a puff, Leng Hanqiu vomited blood and flew out and fell to the ground.

After a while, Ling Yun pinched Leng Hanqiu's neck with his hands, collected his sword, and left the hall.

At this time, a large group of bandits surrounded him, and one of the bandit leaders said, "Let go of the second leader quickly, otherwise you will not want to leave Qingfeng Mountain alive!"

Ling Yun smiled and said, "Just rely on you group of wastes? If you don't want Leng Hanqiu to die, please come out and meet."

At this moment, a green shadow came quickly like a ghost phantom and suddenly landed ten meters in front of Ling Yun.

This is a middle-aged man with a square face and short beard. He looks majestic and has an extraordinary demeanor. He holds a two-meter-long blue dragon spear. He has such a dress in Qingfeng Mountain, and is obviously the leader Yu Wenlong.

He stared at Ling Yun and said, "Brother, I'm here, I can let go of my second brother!"

Ling Yun stared at Yu Wenlong for a moment, sighed quietly, "I could have let him go. Unfortunately, my name is Ling Yun, and I killed Yang Sheng, the third leader of Guishan Village, not long ago. So, between us, there is only one life or death!"

As soon as Ling Yun finished speaking, he suddenly slapped Leng Hanqiu's back heart with a palm.

Leng Hanqiu instantly broke all his internal organs and vomited blood and died.

Yu Wenlong's face was cold and he said in a deep voice: "Lingyun, die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the green dragon spear suddenly burst into a green spear light and stabbed out quickly. A dragon roar sounded, and the green spear turned into a blue dragon phantom and rushed towards Lingyun.

Ling Yun swung his sword and slashed, a tiger roar shook the void, and the white sword energy turned into a white tiger phantom and rushed towards the blue dragon phantom.

With a bang, the terrifying waves of blue and white colors stirred up all directions, lifting the bandits around.

At this time, a green spear pierced through layers of air waves and pierced at Ling Yun's throat.

Ling Yun flashed, avoiding the rapid Qinglong spear, and suddenly appeared beside Yu Wenlong. With a divine wind slash, the Hunyuan Sky-Splitting Sword in his hand was as fast as lightning, following the rhythm of the wind.

Yu Wenlong remained in a state of gunfire, but a blood line suddenly appeared on his neck, and then blood gushed out and slowly fell to the ground.

Even the most innate master can't take a move of the Divine Wind Slash!

At this time, the bandits watching scattered, wishing that their parents would have two more legs.

Ling Yun flashed, grabbed one of the bandit leaders and said, "Take me to the treasure house and spare your life!"

After he finished speaking, he quietly put the corpses of Yu Wenlong and Leng Hanqiu and the Qinglong Spear into his personal space, and then let the bandit leader lead the way.

A moment later, the big boss of the parody village took Ling Yun back to the hall, opened a mechanism, revealing an underground passage, but the entrance to the underground passage was a thick iron door, leaving only a lock hole.

At this time, the bandit leader said, "Sir Ling, this key is in the hands of the boss."

Ling Yun's soul power penetrated into his personal space, searched Yu Wenlong's corpse, and found the key.

Then, he thought, the key appeared in his hand, and then opened the iron door.

At this time, he suddenly hit the bandit leader's neck with a sudden palm, knocking him out.

Then he entered the underground secret passage and found many stone chambers in it.

Some stone chambers contain weapons and armor, some stone chambers contain food, and some stone chambers contain gold and silver, and martial arts.

After seeing these stone chambers, Ling Yun's expression changed drastically. It was normal to hoard gold, silver, food, and his skills, but hoarding weapons and armor was not like a copycat style. Could it be that they were trying to rebel?

With the strength of Qingfeng Village alone, if you want to rebel, you are seeking death. There must be a super force behind this!

Ling Yun thought about it and only collected secrets of martial arts and gold and silver ingots.

There are more than a hundred secret books of martial arts, and there are ten large boxes of gold and silver, almost filling his personal space and Qiankun bag.
Chapter completed!